* Angel poems : Personal Poetry by an Archangel *

An angel is dancing from daylight to dusk weaving and singing in strands of light. Peace is all around, and the joy of new life. New Life Now. Love and wisdom are in her hands magnetically pulsing outwards to the Moon as the Earth rises on a New Day

A splay of light arises from the depths as in how a flower grows and a pattern forms that makes the stars go slow in wonder And peace comes down. For Jenny, mother of Steph, Holly and Charlotte

There is a dance that angels make waving hands and wands. They always make this dance for strength as a tree has strength as a river has constancy as an oak grows bark. This bark is Love. Angels of Love are coming.

poem from a dream diamond people, need to sing more, often.

a heart starts from the beginning as a journey into joy would you like a swimming pool? angel says zoey 14 months

This is a Love Heart. This is a Hearts Blood, and perfume. A rose sprouts in any heart that sings of the Heart of Earth, the Lineage of the Rose, and the Spirit wherein angels and eagles dwell. Zahira 45 years

Babes in arms. The answer to many prayers. A feeling for hills and grass. A chance for freedom. Many colours. The sun is out. There is dancing.

Memories and echoes I sing for you. I sang childhood songs for you. I waited by your side. I enveloped you, in my joy. This heart of mine beats to your tune. Sweet smelling roses raise ears as the melody rises and rises to crescendo, Memories raise echoes Hard and fast she rises. Tranquility comes again like surprises. A basket is open, a basket is open.

in the longing in the mystery of stars and rain falling breathes ancient life, stems as fossil fish and shaking grass and sheltering trees. Shade. Names appear. They are dormant calls from deep waters running joyous, In the One name appears Mercy Attunement Clarity Passion. The old ones are here.

in the haze of summer days glows a long-fire, that smooths the way and eases out the old. A light flickers, twould be a leaf floating down. Earth is cool and made of Love when Peace is kindled. An Angel knows the Way. To be followed.

In the Space between stands a tall Giant, spared, by Love. An angel carries him in his arms, from one side of the World, across to Another. ‘An answer always comes’ he said ‘that Answer is an angel’ He then bent his knee, and was freed. Michael age 40

The Angel Sky is coming down. And the Emerald begins to glow. A heart is filled with love and desire. The river runs deep and strong. At the centre is golden light shining out for all to see and hear.

The flower of the immortal Lotus rays out into the Silence. I cannot help but cry, on a long lonely road, when the Prize comes in.